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Outside Dingpu Ferry.
This section of Anjiang River is relatively open, with Huishui Bay ahead blocking it. Although the water current is still quite rapid, compared to the turbulent stretches behind Broken Dragon Gorge, it is already relatively calm.
It was precisely because of this relatively open and gentle water environnt that Ancestor Zhou Xuan established Dingpu Ferry here when he pioneered Ping’an Town. Using a few old ferry boats, he connected Ping’an Town with Changning Guard, setting up a scene.
Later, with the rise of the Wang Family, Dingpu Ferry was continuously expanded and gradually deepened, slowly forming into a very prosperous large inland river port.
The Jiaolong Gang and the Changning Wang Family; one as the "Crossing River Flood Dragon," the other as the "Sitting Tiger."
Fifty years ago, the fierce conflict between the two at Dingpu Ferry is still widely circulated in Changning Guard, remaining a topic people relish discussing.
Back then, Miss Liyao of the Wang Family, at a young age, stood against a group of heroes, using the move "The Celestial River Crosses the Sky" to intimidate many powerful figures of the Jiaolong Gang, fully displaying the unparalleled style of the young Great Celestial Pride.
Now, fifty years have flown by.
Miss Liyao, the Great Celestial Pride of the Wang Family, has already made a na for herself in Gui Long City, with her reputation soaring and gradually spreading throughout the nation, especially among various noble families in Longzuo County. In addition to feelings of envy and jealousy, more so, they are proud of Miss Liyao.
Therefore, this fifty-year agreent stirs the hearts of many.
Long Wuji’s fleet had not been at the ferry for long when various forces and noble families, hearing the news, rushed to Dingpu Port to watch the spectacle. Tea houses and restaurants in the port, as well as balconies of hotels by the water, and even the docks, were packed with people.
In Anjiang, the densely packed river boats and warships of the Jiaolong Gang almost occupied the entire river surface, and from afar, they looked like gigantic moving fortresses, cold and terrifying.
On the deck, the massive bed crossbows glistened with chilling light under the sun, and the Jiaolong Gang crew, ard and showing fierce expressions, were ready at a mont’s notice, glaring at the ferry with eyes full of nace.
The shadow of the river boats covered the ferry, and the Jiaolong banners fluttered in the wind, an invisible pressure enveloping the entire Dingpu Ferry, and even the air seed imbued with an unspeakable oppression.
On the flagship deck, a wide dragon-headed master’s chair was placed.
The broad chair body was entirely made of spirit wood, dark and heavy, with dragons engraved in bold and ancient strokes, looking extrely imposing.
On the master’s chair, Long Wuji sat casually in simple clothes, with a full stubble on his face, holding a palm-sized Little Qiankun Wine Flask, occasionally sipping the wine.
The Little Qiankun Wine Flask in his hand, shimring with tallic light, was clearly a spatial item, containing the heavens and earth, and despite drinking for so long, it never ran dry.
Zhao Wuqing, bald and with a sinister scar on his face, stood with his arms folded behind the master’s chair, his expression serious and cold, like an iron gate god.
A dozen masters of the Jiaolong Gang surrounded Long Wuji, fanning out behind him.
Each of these dozen masters was a Celestial Human Realm expert, and at this mont they did not conceal their strength, their overwhelming might rising, fierce and murderous, even the wind blowing across the river seeming to carry traces of evil qi.
As the host of Ping’an Town, Wang Shouzhe naturally had no reason not to et the esteed guests when they arrived.
At this mont, surrounded by clan mbers and household generals, Wang Shouzhe also arrived at Dingpu Ferry.
After becoming a Great Celestial Pride, Wang Shouzhe’s cultivation speed soared, successfully advancing to the Celestial Human Realm at the age of fifty-one. Now, nearly forty years have passed, and his cultivation has reached unfathomable depths.
The young boy who once needed to rely on Ancestor Longyan’s na to bluff and sche, barely supporting his family, has now beco the mainstay of the family, able to protect generations of clan mbers.
Now ninety years old, although he still appears youthful, his stature is no longer thin but rather carries a weighty presence like a mountain.
For it is on his shoulders that he carries the future of the Wang Family.
In the brisk river wind, his white garnts fluttered, steadfast and poised, showing no hint of fear even in the face of Purple Mansion Realm powerhouses.
If disregarding cultivation realms and looking only at his aura, he seems hardly inferior to Long Wuji.
The clan mbers and household generals behind him also possessed profound Profound Qi and distinctive character, not yielding even to the direct lineage of a Fifth-Grade Purple Mansion Family.
Among them, three stand out especially in temperant.
One of them appeared sowhat aged with graying hair and eyes showing traces of vicissitudes, yet his physique remained strong and robust, his vitality abundant, full of power, not resembling an old man at all.
This "old man" is naturally Ancestor Xiaohan, currently the oldest ancestor in the Wang Family aside from Wang Longyan.
Although he advanced to the Spirit Platform Realm at over sixty years of age, considered quite old, due to a later boost in talent, Ancestor Xiaohan’s cultivation speed increased greatly, successfully advancing to the Celestial Human Realm at the age of one hundred and thirty-three.
Now at one hundred thirty-seven years old, his age among Celestial Human Realm powerhouses is actually not that advanced; it’s just that he advanced to the Spirit Platform Realm relatively late, thus his appearance seems aged, but this also lends him a complex character, appearing peaceful and wise.
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